:”I missed you.” Ciel says, pulling away from the hug, pouting slightly. “You’re always busy at the hospital.”

"It's my job," replied the woman, her lips drooping into a frown. "They can't afford to not have me there," she explained.

madamereddthequeen

{  This is when Ciel was younger—when his parents were still alive and such.   }

"Auntie Red!" Ciel exclaims with joy, running over to his aunt and hugging her tightly.

    He loved it when she visited. She was often busy working in the hospital, so he didn’t see her much.

A smile forced its way onto red colored lips as she was hugged by her nephew. She gently patted his head as she looked down at him. "If it isn't my darling, little nephew.."

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Angelina’s hands folded into tight fists at her sides, her mind seething with anger. How dare she—! Thinking she had any right to lay her filthy hands on Rachel, to hurt her and take the crown.

"Monster!" she spat, stalking ever closer. Damn it, where were her useless Cards when she actually needed them?! She’d rather not dirty her own hands taking care of this horrid woman, but if that was her only option, she certainly wouldn’t shy away from it. "Your — our — sister!!Did she mean that little to you?!”

Her rage bubbled over, and she lunged forward; aiming specifically for the other woman’s neck, but she’d take however close she could get. “You vile shrew! And are you talking about Ciel?! I will not let anything happen to that child!”

She felt pleased she could make the other act this way, to make her seethe with rage. It made her feel powerful, though somewhat cautious - she knew what anger could to do people; it made them unpredictable. No matter.

Her expression changed to one of annoyance, though a flicker of guilt reached her eyes momentarily. Her lips drooped into a frown, her eyebrows knit. "Yes," she answered. It was a lie, of course. A part of her loved Rachel, but the anger, the hate, burned more so she set her feelings aside. 

Redd Heart should have suspected the lunge, the reach, but she wasn't fast enough. She barked out a humorless laugh. "He's crossed the pool of tears with that worthless man of his. He's safe - for the moment. Until the Cat reaches him..." Her lips curled into a smile once more.

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Rachel…

"Rachel is my sister’s name," the previous Queen snarled, advancing even closer. "If you’ve done something to her, gods help you—"

And just like that, everything else was ignored. The throne and the crown didn’t matter now; if this woman had hurt Anne’s sister in any way, blood was going to be shed.

The redhead's lips curled into a smile, one that was void of any humor. "It was," she corrected the other. So they shared the same sister's name, but apparently hers was still alive. Funny.

A small chuckle left her lips. "Too late for that, I do believe. I cut her head off, clean through. Pity. She had it coming, of course. She had my crown, I received it. Now, all that's left is that brat..."

She felt slight regret about having to do that, to kill her own darling sister, but what was done had to be done. Long ago, she had vowed to kill them all, and she will.

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Good gods, why did this have to be so difficult? Really, this was all that happened when she tried to speak with other people; particularly stubborn people like this. “You’re sitting in my throne, you’re wearing my crown, and frankly, I’d like to know why. Also, I want it all back.”

"Because it's rightfully mine," answered Redd. "I had to go through Rachel to get it. You are the one simply misunderstood, and I will not tolerate it!"

"I'd advice you to get your facts straight, else I'll send my Glass Eyes on you."

"Yes, yes indeed~ But my info comes with a price, m’lady~" He warned, wagging a clawed finger in her face, eyes glinting behind his bangs.

"Remove your hand at once, else I'll cut it off!" Threatened the Queen in annoyance.

"Does a Queen need to pay a price for information from the likes of you? Now, state your price. And be quick about it!"

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What in the world was going on here? This woman… looked like another her. That wasn’t possible; or perhaps it was in Wonderland, but oh, even so it was unacceptable.

“Excuse me, did you say think? I don’t think I am the Queen, I know.”

"Are you? Did you have to claim the rightful title as I have?" Inquired the Queen, anger tinting her tone. If the other replied as what truly had happened, something was going to have to be done. How would there be two Redd's, one and the same? Not even in Wonderland should that exist.

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[ madamereddthequeen ]

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“Wait… who are you? Oh, this must be some sort of trick — and it’s not very funny!”

"I should be asking you that!" Her eyes narrowed as she examined the other - a reflection coming to life? Either way, it wouldn't work - only one Redd was allowed to be alive. She will not stand for this.

"If you think you're the Queen, we will have a problem."

The child, clad in blue and white, wandered about the Land of Clubs. His home resided in that of the Land of Hearts, but he often ambled throughout the rest of Wonderland. There was a rabbit he enjoyed chasing through the area, which often got him into trouble. He was currently pursuing said rabbit through the gardens and forests, crossing boarders. He could never quit reach the running hare, but he never did relent. It was not long before the bluenette stumbled head first to the ground, landing at the feet of the Queen. He must have made his way back to the Land of Hearts at some point.

The Queen had wondered through the garden, glaring at the flowers that were not a lovely shade of red; there were some that dared to be orange, pink, blue, even white! What an outrage.

It was only when she turned her attention from the flowers that she noticed the child at her feet. Her lips curled into a smile. It was the perfect position for him.

"Well, if it isn't my dear, little nephew..."

DEATH!~★ IS UPON YOU.

"Ah, yes madam, is there something I may do or serve you? A cup of tea perhaps?"

"Yes, a cup of tea is fine,'' answered Madame Redd.

"I'll require your services later. But for now, get me tea."

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“Is that suppose to mean something?” 

"I assure you it does, sister dear."